";Out of the hospital, it was completely dark. Ling Xiao checked the time and it was past nine o'clock, but it was obvious that they didn’t know which room Xing Zhengran lived in. Even if they had Xing Zhengran’s mobile phone, they didn’t. Knowing who is his roommate, and even if he knows who is Xing Zhengran's roommate, is it possible to ask which room he lives in? Well, it’s not impossible. At most, it makes people look at him. Anyway, he is disgusted. The final result is Xing Zhengran.
Ye Jiu naturally couldn't think of such a good method. He didn't know how to use a mobile phone at all. Although he also used his watch to contact other officers, they were all designated contacts. He knew who he wanted to call, and then used the Holy Spirit Stone Dust. Energy communication, not to mention that the mobile phone also has the function of address book.
"You...what do you do tonight?" Ling Xiao asked shyly.
"What do you mean?"
Ye Jiu didn't react. He had forgotten about his living habits for hundreds of years. He had to go home when it was dark.
Ling Xiao thought Ye Jiu was pretending to be confused, blushed, and frowned, still reluctantly said: "Where do you live?"
"Yeah!"
Ye Jiu realized that he was occupying someone else’s body now. He was already a mortal. He couldn’t fly over the wall, walked up to the sky, couldn’t walk through the wall, and needed to sleep. It’s not like before, he can rely on Hunyuanzhu to provide energy. She didn't need to rest or feel tired, and she couldn't run into Ling Xiao's dormitory at night to watch her in front of her bed.
"I have forgotten that people are going to sleep, but... I don't know where Xing Zhengran's home is, and I can't do the same as before..."
Ye Jiu suddenly didn't dare to say anything. If Ling Xiao knew that Ye Jiu had spent two nights in front of his bed, I wonder if Ling Xiao would be angry.
Ling Xiao didn't hear anything unusual, thinking that he was swaying in the street at night before Ye Jiu.
Ye Jiu was at a loss. I really can't sway on the street this night, my feet still hurt.
Ling Xiao glanced at Ye Jiu secretly, and saw that Ye Jiu didn't seem to be pretending to be confused.
"I, but... there is a way..." Ling Xiao hesitated.
"what way?"
Ye Jiu asked curiously, but reacted in an instant. You can live in an inn. By the way, it seems that you don't call it that way anymore.
"Inn?" Ye Jiu asked.
Ling Xiao blushed and smiled slightly, and said: "Almost!"
"Then... What about you?"
Ye Jiu's face turned red, and he could even feel hot. This is the first time he felt this way after more than 300 years. It seemed that he had forgotten what kind of experience it was. It was amazing. a feeling of.
"I… "
It was Ling Xiao's turn to be at a loss.
"I..." Ye Jiu frowned, making a somewhat painful expression, cursing in his heart: "Ye Jiu, Ye Jiu, I didn't expect you to be a scheming bitch!"
"Why? Does it hurt? Or... I'll stay and take care of you!" Ling Xiao didn't think Ye Jiu was acting.
Ye Jiu was a little guilty, and even scolded herself as a beast, but she couldn't persuade herself to break free from this deeper and deeper selfish desire.
Finally, Ling Xiao didn't even consider returning the car, and took Ye Jiu directly to a hotel.
It was also the first time that she came out to open a room with a boy. She was shy and nervous. She kept scanning the surroundings for fear of meeting acquaintances. After all, she came out to open a room with someone she didn’t know. If she was seen, how could she explain it?
I don't know if it was due to good luck or she was agile. After confirming the room, she helped Ye Jiu to go up quickly. The situation she was worried about did not happen.
The two entered the room and looked at a bed, all at a loss. It seemed that the waiter was too professional.
However, Ling Xiao didn't plan to go down and ask the waiter to change the room, otherwise he would make the waiter feel what's wrong.
They looked at each other, and then quickly avoided.
The atmosphere fell into embarrassment for a while.
"You... your feet are uncomfortable. Sit down first."
Ling Xiao helped Ye Jiu to sit on the chair by the window.
"I... go take a bath..."
Ling Xiao didn't want to be sweaty, lying with Ye Jiu.
After entering the bathroom, Ling Xiao looked at herself in the mirror, and she couldn't believe it. This was really herself.
She was absent-minded, the water was very small, the washing was very slow, the joy of the previous moment disappeared, and turned into sorrow.
She kept asking what she was doing
Keep scolding myself for being cheap in my heart.
Thinking of that person was not Ye Jiu, but a stranger he didn't know, and felt that he was so shameless, disgusted, hated, and even spurned at himself.
Ling Xiao washed and went out with a sad face. He kept his head down. He didn't dare, didn't want to, and didn't want to raise his head to look at Ye Jiu. After sitting down, he looked at the sheets in a daze.
Ye Jiu sat so stupidly, looked out the window, heard the bathroom door open, and didn't look back. Like Ling Xiao, he was also asking what he was doing, and he knew exactly what body he was occupying at this time. It wasn't his, but he did something that he couldn't accept. In other words, he actually tried to do it and shook his head. Now he is no longer what he used to be.
After a while, Ling Xiao couldn't hear any movement before raising his head and seeing Ye Jiu sitting on the chair with her back facing her, looking out the window meaningfully.
Ling Xiao guessed that Ye Jiu might be the same as him, suspecting that he was not himself at the moment.
She lay down, put on the quilt, her eyes dull.
After a while, Ye Jiu still didn't see any movement, and smiled wryly.
"It's getting late... Rest." Ling Xiao said, looking at Ye Jiu's back.
Ye Jiu listened, bowed his head, and sighed.
He didn't know the living habits of modern people, anyway, it was much more comfortable than before. Maybe he couldn't sleep in the bed, staggering into the bathroom, picking up the strange washing utensils, and looking at himself in the mirror.
He's not like this, it's another person's skin, and it looks pretty handsome.
He has been a soul for more than three hundred years. Unlike those crossings of dog blood, there will be no obvious grievances about the belonging of the body. If the soul is separated from the body, what really belongs to him will always only be the soul, those so-called so-called He has heard of dna, but he does not have a clear understanding.
But he still couldn't tell whether the person sleeping with Ling Xiao tonight was Ye Jiu or the Xing Zhengran who was completely unfamiliar with Ling Xiao.
It was Ye Jiu, but he used someone else's body.
It was Xing Zhengran, but Xing Zhengran would not have any perception, or even any memory. He would not remember everything that happened this night.
Let's be one and a half. If that's the case, Ye Jiu would of course not be happy. Why should others take advantage of her own woman? But is Ling Xiao his woman? If there is no body, perhaps Ling Xiao will never belong to him.
Ye Jiu washed awkwardly. He planned to take a bath, at least not to make Ling Xiao feel sick by smelling the sweat on his body, but for one thing, his feet are inconvenient, and secondly, will Ling Xiao feel right about this strange punishment? Nausea has nothing to do with him, because after he comes out, Xing Zhengran will not remember everything that happened tonight.
Forget it, let's wash it, he decided to sleep with Ling Xiao tonight, of course, it must be just hugging.
Ye Jiu washed up, walked out limpingly, and looked at Ling Xiao who was lying down.
Ling Xiao leaned on his side, turned his back to Ye Jiu, and looked out the window. Of course, there was nothing to attract her attention.
She didn't know if she didn't dare to look at Ye Jiu, or she didn't dare to let Ye Jiu see herself, or she didn't want to see Ye Jiu's expression after seeing her.
Curious, of course she was curious, she really wanted to know what Ye Jiu would look like when she saw her lying down, and even more wanted to know what Ye Jiu felt in her heart.
But she did not dare to verify or face it. ";